I wear my sunglasses at night.
I wear my brown moccasins after a heavy lunch.
I wear my tie-died bandana only before breakfast.
I wear my teal vest in the front room while reading philosophy.
I wear my ass-less chaps on Thursdays and Fridays, often from 4-5 p.m. I call this ass-less happy hour.
I wear my Scandinavian sweater on rainy Sunday afternoons in the winter.
I wear my big black boots in the shower, for good traction.
I wear my long underwear with the holes in it on Fridays.
I wear my mustard-stained t-shirts underneath my Italian suits.
I wear my hair bonnet in the attic while playing checkers.
I wear my footed pajamas on winter holidays.
I wear my forest-green silk pants in the evening on the third Wednesday of every month.
I wear my 20-year-old dungarees with the rip at the knee after I've just woken up from an extra satisfying nap.
I wear my fuzzy yellow leggings when I'm feeling extra punchy.
I wear nothing when I'm eating a bowl of fresh pasta.
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